“I'm not an angel, Jace," she repeated. "I don't return library books. I steal illegal music off the internet. I lie to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It didn’t matter, anyway. There was only one thing she could ask for, in the end, only one real choice. She raised… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary hesitated - only for a moment, but the moment stretched out as long as any moment ever had. She could ask… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
